Calm at heart when all stands still;
Day by day, hour by hour,
Second by second,
I wonder
Of life, of love,
Of happiness, of understanding
Between two minds,
Two souls, two worlds;
But that cannot be so.
The warm sensation in my cheeks
The timid smile I gave;
For a split second
You were about to say something...
But...I was already gone.
There's a crescent on the moon,
From where your face shimmers a smile.
Mellow Zephyrs caress desires,
Winter whispers modestly beguile.
I see your moon dust drizzle,
And blame this tempest night senile.
Yet still reach out my hands hoping,
Perhaps you'd serenade me to your isle.
I reckon they perhaps wonder,
What is she - ludicrous? Juvenile?
But there's a crescent on the moon,
And I've been watching all this while...
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